My Love for a boy, can be a hell for me.


Your a angel and i come from hell.

And i knew that love would tear us apart,
we know thats the reason why,
i know that deep in my heart.

deep, in my heart.
My soul is sore,
i feel like i cant take it any more,

Why do i do this?
Why do i try?
why cant i tell you,
that i cry?

every night in my sleep,
i cant take it.
the pain is to deep.

try to be on my side,
and try to see, my long hell of a ride.

You know as well,
we cant be together.
i come from hell,

You are an Angel, dont you see?
but still your fucking with me!

STOP, stop i tell you.
I want you to know that the words i say,
is what i feel today.

dont bother tell me, i already know.
your perfect and iam a freak show.








Poetry by Dirty-pretty-things
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Written on 2007-02-05 at 19:58

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